At an early age in the tobacco fields of eastern North Carolina I learned firsthand about injustice.  I was nine. My mother addressed the issues of the moment on behalf of the man being mistreated when I brought him home for lunch and first aid, but she explained that if I wanted to right wrongs and protect the powerless, I would need to prepare myself for battle.

I became the first in my family to attend college. Then as a proud CAROLINA graduate I joined many of those inspired by the Watergate hearings to seek a law degree and admission to the BAR. Now, 40 years later after serving as a Prosecutor, Defense Lawyer, District and Superior Court Judge, and North Carolina Commissioner of Motor Vehicles, I continue to search every day for Justice in the Courts of our State. 

I endeavor to lend the whole of my skill, experience and legal knowledge to every case in which I appear, and to every client I represent. 

You see I still remember the hurt and astonishment of my friend Noah H. as he was whipped with a tobacco stick under the shelter of that tobacco barn in 1960 because he did not understand the foreman's instruction, and how offended I was when, at the end of that 98 degree day, everyone was paid a full wage except Noah, He was paid fifty cents. Because  you see, Noah couldn't count, or read, he had a low I.Q.,and he had no one to speak up for him me but me . I was nine, and Noah was my first client.